Blaster had been flying through space for what seemed like half of forever since he'd picked up Prime's signal. That had probably been on of the happiest days of his life since Prime had split up their company to scout the universe for the Allspark. The sheer relief at knowing that at least some of his fellows were still active had nearly off-
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Hello? He ventered carefully on the comlink, somewhat unsure if he would pick up friendly, or not freindly.
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I read you. Go ahead. Over.
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... whats your disignation? he asked, slightly weary.
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Just another road weary traveler. Yourself? Over.
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This little voice was obviously nervous, and Blaster racked his buzzing processor to try and place the tone of it. There was something familiar that he couldn't quite put a digit on...
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That depends on when the jetlag kicks in, and who's chatting me up. I don't just give my name out to strangers, you know. They might try to come get me and do bad things to me!
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Blaster waited to see where a little humor would lead this cat.
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Now that's a personal question, don't you think? *laughter* I can take a guess from your grumpy disposition and demanding voice that you're a 'Con, aren't you?
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Blaster prepared some static to throw at the intruder in case he got too nosey. It wouldn't do to be tracked too far by the enemy. It had been so long since he'd really had anything fun to do, that Blaster was willing to run just a little bit of risk.
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*snicker* Right, right. Whatever you say Mysterious Comm'er. Why don't we just keep the convo, light and neutral, and you catch me up on the state of things?
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Maybe this comm would be good to exploit for the time being.
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